I cannot continue to publish post after post about how busy and tired I am. Or can I?
The fact is, I find that I can always write SOMETHING. My time spent gazing at a blank page does not last very long. Of course, I don’t always write what I wanted to write. I can’t say what percentage of the time I write something good (although my inner critic will offer an opinion). But words on paper, I can usually provide.
I think this is a good thing. If nothing else, I’m helping keep the pen and paper people in business. Additionally, I have always said: writing begets more writing. If I keep writing nonsense, I increase the chances that I sooner or later churn out something worthwhile. Or is that the infinite number of monkeys theory?
Let’s talk about that theory. Of course I often spoil sayings by taking them too literally. It’s kind of a hobby of mine.
The saying goes — and I’m not sure what the point is — that if you have an infinite number of monkeys bouncing around on an infinite number of typewriters, you will eventually get all of Shakespeare (it’s kind of an old saying; who uses a typewriter any more?).
Excuse me, what? Leaving aside the infinite aspect of the situation (which makes it one of those impossible hypotheticals which I loathe), how exactly does this work? Will the plays magically appear amidst the gibberish? Or is it like a seek-a-word puzzle, you cross out all extraneous letters? That might be fun. Let’s try it. Here I go, randomly hitting keys…
lkwhnfndbnb b nmae,juisnb oakn mblm jbiam ,elmjhbun cvnvefn g kvjuiH.
I think it would take a damn long time to get “To be or not to be” out of that. Do we also have an infinite amount of time in the saying?
As I said a few paragraphs ago, I’m not sure what the point is. Perhaps some didactic type could explain it to me. In the meantime, I’m up to over 300 words of this nonsense. I’m going to call it a post. Happy Tuesday, folks.